The Dead Drunk I Help Poem by Pheko Motaung
The Dead Drunk I Help
The dead drunk I help
In their inimitable
Way they thank me very
Profusely and fart in my
Love all of humanity face
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: human nature
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4/25/2024 1:34:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Not by any means an expert on the form, but I think the third and fifth lines are both one syllable too many. Other than that, it is a great tanka